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I ain't seen you in a That's that distance We know we got Tell them my name business Girl I'm at the W I call you when I She never with a nigga like me and I can tell And I give a fuck what they say lil mama you bad as hell And every she step on the scene my baby gon' give 'em hell I know she bout that bread on the side hair and nails Gon' get it, that money just don't let it make you Gon' get it, I got money and I just might it on you If you act right might ya the boo Hop on a plane, a trip to Peru Hop on a plane, take a trip, take a down, bag full of bands We gon' do this, we gon' do shit the right way We gon' do this, we do this shit the right way up, hop in, you know how it goes down And you know poppin' when I touch down in your town
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Shawty like it I get it from the back yeah-yeah The way I break it in, you might leave here in a chair The way I break you in, you try to tell your friends But tell them much cause she might pull up in that Benz I know these bitches ain't shit but I'ma treat you like my Might hit sex no less and a nigga do those things year show up in some Dolce jeans I you last man had low paid dreams Baby you go, 4k for the rings If you ain't notice day for a queen Baby that been broke so long I swear to God that I won't go back Walk in Louis V, fuck it up and make it right those bands and say I did it on accident If she don't act I'm trashin' it I little mama can't wait for a nigga to touchdown
Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown, Touchdown,
Blow those bands and say I did it on Did it on accident, did it on those bands and say I did it on accident Did it on accident, did it on
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In a Long We got My business I'm at the W, I'll call you when I'm I'm finished When I'm I Camp, ha